elsewhere �provided for� � have (alas! for
the waiting!) like Dick Swiveller, a young
lady �saving up for me. To know Fanny
Fern is to understand the whole Willis family.
I don�t think she really cares about any of
her visitors, �friends� and acquaintances.� Tis
a Steerforth desire of shining � approbativeness
� which prompts half of her hospitality. She likes
the slimy Dyer better than most, because he is her
partisan through thick and thin. I notice that
she has no old friends, as that when anyone is
separated by circumstances from intimacy, he or
she, is presently forgotten. �Twas so with Louisa
Jacobs � poor girl! with her soft, kind voice,
beautiful hair and gentle demeanour. None of
the family have ever written to her. Enough
of the indomitable Fanny for the present.
While at the house, Mort Thomson and Cahill
came, the latter having that day returned from
Savannah whither he went to report a
great slave sale for the Tribune. Marry, the
Georgians would have tarred, feathered and rid-
den him on a rail had they known his mission!
Mort did the writing out � a whole Tribune pig page
of print, in the railroad cars � smart reporting.
Talk of the recent Washington murder � that
of Key, by Sickles. Haney is the only American
I have encountered, who does not justify the